A very busy week kept me from getting this uploaded sooner! We got some decent videos and good photo or two. Enjoy!
Caidy and I took off early Tuesday afternoon and after almost four hours (to go about 60 miles) we made it to the Quarter House in New Orleans to stay the night and see the Saints carry the Lombardi Trophy Mardi Gras style through the streets of New Orleans.
This past Martin Luther King Jr. holiday we went to Fleurty Girl in New Orleans to pick up some Who Dat gear. Caidy scored a Boutte Call shirt, Mom got a Who D@! shirt, and I got the #whodat hashtag shirt.
We’ll have some proper attire for the Saints this weekend although I appear a little bent (not quite heterosexual) for the photo.
Roughly thirty years ago my parents bought a 14 foot wide by 80 foot long mobile home. It wasn’t the original plan.
After they moved to Louisiana they spent several months dealing with some of the crookedest real-estate people you can imagine. For some reason these people thought out of state newbies from Phoenix would be easy suckers. They tried to sell my parents over priced housing in crime ridden neighborhoods, flood prone housing, and my favorite; A fire damaged house where they laid shingles over huge burn holes in the roof. My folks had enough. They bought a mobile home, moved it into a trailer park in Tioga, Louisiana and started hunting for some land. Continue reading “Ta Ta Tioga!”
Our kitchen and dining room area takes up about a third of our small house and has one tiny window. Why anyone would paint the walls prison gray and make a dark textured faux stone back splash from cement and plaster I don’t know. Previous owners left us with a large cave-like room more suitable for a white trash Batman so it had to change.
So it’s been over 10 years since the Loose Caboose Coffee House shutdown and stopped making all that racket in West Monroe & Monroe, Louisiana. I thought it would be fitting to post the artwork for the t-shirt that I was working on that final year. Before the Loose Caboose was morphed and resold to become the University Pub, then Atomic Coffee & Tea, then finally Cottonport Coffee. I hear the espresso machine is somewhere in Ouachita Parish.
My wife thinks it’s a pseudo-self-portrait. It might be a little. Inspiration for it actually came from a Billy Goat performance at the Caboose. If you drank coffee, went to show, or loitered at the Loose Caboose in the 90’s you might understand.